Sometimes you just feel old, you know? Even if you aren’t.
Recently I had to have some medical tests. The first test was conducted by a tech named Alec, a man who looked to be in his late twenties. Before the test he asked me if I’d like to listen to some music while the machines did their work. I said that would be great. “So who do you like?” he asked. “I like Jakob Dylan,” I said. “Okay,” said Alec, “I like him too. I’m into a lot of music.”
“He’s Bob Dylan’s son, you know,” I said, making conversation to take my mind off the test.
“Who’s that? I’ve never heard of him.” said Alec.
WTF?? Who’s BOB DYLAN??? My mouth hung open in shock. Alec says he’s into music but he doesn’t know who Bob Dylan is? How is that even possible?
Oh well, I guess it takes all kinds. So later at the second test, this time with a tech named Kevin, another late-twenties guy, I tried again. Surely it wouldn’t happen twice.
“I have a music question for you,” I said to Kevin. He looked a little surprised, but he is probably used to off-the-wall questions from patients having to undergo uncomfortable tests, so he said, “Okay.”
“Do you know who Bob Dylan is?”
“Uh …” he said, looking puzzled. “I guess it sounds kinda familiar …” He clearly had no idea.
BTW, I passed the medical tests with flying colors. The techs, however, failed their musical tests badly.